Busy Week!

MY goodness, I never thought I'd get a minute (or a few) to update you on my busy week!

Firstly, Saturday was moving day, and it was intense. I'd never done an entire move, with furniture and everything, so I was in for a surprise. It wasn't too bad though, all things considered. My mom agreed to watch H. for Friday night so I could help my sister pack, and Saturday while we actually moved. One less thing for me to worry about, but I missed him like mad!

So, we started loading the truck at about 11:30, and we were done everything (except unpacking) at about 3 or so. I was so tired at that point, but the best was yet to come...

H. didn't sleep... like, barely at all. Our new house is brighter and louder, and smells different, so neither of us got much sleep. He would only sleep in my arms, and when he sleeps in my arms, I can't sleep... I'm too worried about rolling onto him or pushing him off the side of the bed. So, he didn't sleep much, and I barely slept at all.

So, the last few days have been pretty iffy. We've both been pretty grumpy and tired. But, every night he sleeps more and more. Last night was one wake up at around midnight, and he went back to sleep right away. He woke up again at around 5, so I brought him to bed with me because he wasn't going back to sleep by himself. And we slept until around 7, which was ok.

The other cool thing that happened this week was H. started eating veggies! We have been doing the cereal thing for about 3 weeks now, and he was doing so well with that. I decided to try some butternut squash. I cooked it, and pureed it, and then last nigh gave him some. There were no funny faces or anything, but I have a video just in case. He really liked it. He had some more today and ate it again with no problems.

In a few days, once I know he isn't allergic to the squash or something, we're going to do bananas! I'm excited for that!

So, all in all, a busy week!

Sleeping Wiggle-bottom

H. wiggles. All the time. When he's awake, or asleep, or eating, or even playing on his playmat.

It's not uncommon for me to put him down right in the middle of his crib, and in the morning to find him sideways pressed into the top. Which is funny, it makes a good story... but lately, he's been waking up in the middle of the night (where before he was sleeping 12 hours at night) because he's wiggled to a side, and can't move anymore.

Well, I love my sleep, and therefore, this needed to stop. He doesn't like being wrapped up, so swaddling him wouldn't work... Putting him farther down in his crib so he's got less wiggling room didn't work, and putting him right at the top so from the start he'd have nowhere to go didn't work either.

And then I got a brilliant idea... a GroBag, which is essentially a sleeping bag that has armholes. So, I am kind of cheap, and wasn't really wanting to pay like 60 bucks for is, especially since he is going to grow out of it so fast.

But, lo and behold, I found one for 15 bucks at my favourite consignment store. And it was cute. It's white, with adorable little blue tractors all over it. So cute!

And we tried it last ight. H. still moved a little. But only a few inches. He didn't touch any side of the crib, and stayed asleep all night!

Yay! We're back to an uninterrupted 12 hours night of sleep!

Starting Cereal

About 2 weeks ago now, I decided to try feeding H. cereal. Most people are told to wait until 6 months, but at H.'s 4-month check-up, my doctor (who is amazing, while we're talking about her) said it was fine to start trying cereal.

I have read possibly every article on the internet available about starting solids, so I thought I was prepared, but not so much. H. is not a big fan, even 2 weeks later. He hasn't had an allergic reaction, he just doesn't like it. He has started eating more at each feeding, and hopefully soon we'll start doing veggies.

It's exciting. My little guy is growing so fast. He also had his first bath in the "big-boy tubby" today, not his baby tubby (which he had grown out of quite a while ago).

He's getting to be so big, so fast. Scary. Soon he'll be crawling, and soon after that, walking, and talking... I'm not sure I'm going to be ready for that!

Moving Week!

So, officially, there are 3 full days until moving day. 3DAYS! And I have yet to finish paining H.'s room, or pack anything. This should be fun.

I'm not a huge fan of moving... or change of any kind, really. And this is a big change. Going from living with my mother, who is so helpful with H., to living with Stace, who hands H. back when he's drooling and takes half an hour to get him dressed.

If having a baby didn't make me independent, living in my own house sure will!

(for those of you wondering, pictures are on their way... off to take them now!)

4 Month Schedule

So, H. is now 4 months old, and we have a schedule that seems to work for us, and seems like it's going to stick for a while. A lot has changed since I posted our daily schedule a month ago.

7am: H. wakes up, and drinks a 7oz bottle.

8am: H. and momma play the tickle monster game, peek-a-boo, and his favourite, "you're falling into momma's face!" (he stands on my knees and I lean him into my face while saying, you guessed it, "you're falling into my face!"... always gets a smile)

9:30am: H. goes down for nap #1 of the day.

11am: H. wakes up from nap, gets dressed for the day, and has another 7oz bottle.

11:30am: H. plays some more (usually now he plays more independently, in his high chair, his exersaucer, his bouncy chair)

1pm: H. goes down for nap #2. This one ranges in time from an hour, to sometimes 3, depending on his mood, and how well he slept the night before.

3pm: H. eats yet another 7oz bottle, and we play some more... depending on his mood it'll be in his high chair, or in my lap with some toys. Around this time, I will read to him if he is in the right mood.

7pm: H. eats the last 7oz bottle of the day, and goes to sleep for 12 hours.

What can I say? I'm a lucky mom. He can entertain himself, he is cuddly, he is smart and fun to play with, he's a good eater, and he sleeps for 12 hours at night.

I love my son!

I have a house...

In jut 5 weeks, I, along with H. and my older sister, will be moving into a house of our very own... well, not really our own, we're renting... but still, A HOUSE!

We are super excited with all the planning, and shopping for furniture and such... we must have spent about 45 minutes in Home Depot picking out paint colours for H.'s room (Stace found one called Giggles, which is super cute).

I've already had 2 trips to Ikea to look at furniture (mainly beds, I am in desperate need of a bed), and last night Stace and I spent a few hours checking out all the home decorating/furniture stores in town.

But the best part is the little sign I found and pointed out (as a joke to Stace, who bought it). It's blue and long and rectangular, and on it in big white block letters is the word "tight". We haven't decided where in the house it'll go, but it'll be a laugh.

Conversations with H.

When I was younger, before I was a mom, and people would talk about their baby's first word, I was under the impression that babies go through the first year of life without making a peep, beyond some giggles and cries.

Boy, was I wrong.

As I've mentioned numerous times, H. is incredibly vocal. So much so that I can carry on conversations with him... not with words, but very enthusiastic on his part. (as I wrote that, he started screeching, happily, at the turtle that hangs from the toy bar on his bouncy chair)

In the mornings, when I feed him, I lay him in my lap and talk to him. And he talks back. Today was a fun one too.

Every few days or so, H. experiments with a new sound. The newest one is a sad sort of pouty noise, complete with furrowed brows.

So, this morning, I was talking with H., and I asked him if he was my big boy. His reply? His pouty noise along with a shake of his head. It was so adorable that I had to laugh. And then my little man laughed.

I guess I hit a nerve with my poor little guy.